Let's hope this book features the illustrious Rupert Campbell-Black and that time hasn't passed quite as quickly in his world as in the real world. It must be nearly twenty five years since we were first introduced to him in Riders. I don't want to think of him being nearly sixty. For me, he was the ultimate literary fantasy of my teens. Much naughtier than Jane Austin's Mr Darcy but just as irresistible, the eternal fantasy of the bad boy that women want to tame.
Jilly Cooper has always managed to create a wonderful blend of horses, great characters and lots of sex. For many women, Jilly Cooper's books are a guilty pleasure, best enjoyed with a glass of wine, or preferably champagne. Whilst not politically correct in anyway, and with sexual equality non-existent her books present a very traditional British image. Falling in love means staying at home, and cooking for your husband. You would think that the feminist career woman would really hate her. However, I know enough career women who love her books to know that Jilly taps into that forbidden fantasy - a nice strong man to take care of everything. You might not want it in real life but on a bad day, it's an appealing thought.
'I want to give you half a dozen babies to look after, to stop you having any thoughts about pushing off and leaving me.'
This is a quote from one her deliciously male characters Jilly has has no truck with political correctness or sexual equality but we read the books and for a few hours, we don't care.
I will definitely be heading on down to the bookshop to get a copy of this and soon!!!! Then I shall disappear for a few days until I have read it cover to cover.
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